Jerry Jeff WalkerYea, I used to look forward to SaturdaysWhen me and my grandpa'd get wayWe'd hop in his pickup truck and we'd go to townWe had a couple chores that we had to doIt didn't take long before we were throughCThen we'd let the pickup truck just wander aroundWe'd make a run to the county dumpWe'd always wave we saw someoneGrandpa make up a song as we rolled alongTo the post office without failWe get some feed and we'd check out the mailAnd we never took the same road twice on the way back home.I spent a few years out runnin' freeI spent two or three in New York CityAnd I moved back to Texas tired, hell I'd had enoughI'd go to Luckenbach on SaturdaysCause Hondo had a way to brighten up my dayHe always made me laugh when we rode in his pickup truckWe'd make a run to the county dumpWe'd always wave when we saw someoneHondo'd make up a tale as we rolled alongTo the post office without failHe'd get some chew and we'd check out the mailAnd we never took the same road twice on the way back homeWell I miss grandpa and Hondo tooI really miss the things that used to doSo last week I went out and bought me an old pickup truckNow me and the kids spend SaturdaysWe do fun things in a simple wayWe love to start the day with a ride in the pickup truckWe make a run to the county dumpWe always wave if we see someoneThe kids love to make up a song as we roll alongTo the post office without failWe get some stamps and we check out the mailAnd we never take the same road twice on the way back homeHalf the fun's gettin' lost on the way back home